The shadows were long, as it is when the night sets in.  There was muted lighting, it was warm with a little breeze whispering through the pine boughs.  One could hear the crickets  making their night music and here and there little flashes of light from the fire flies.   The multitude huddled on their bench seats anticipating and ready.   Slowly the lights became dimmer and those souls looked down upon the forest floor and began their transformation into a world read about,